My Heart
The door is finally open,
I thank you for the key.
I'm finally able to roam around,
My heart is finally free.
No more will I resent things,
No more will things seem wrong.
I can now live the present day,
My heart is finally strong.
My days are shinning brighter now,
I feel like I can fly.
And even on the saddest day,
I'll no longer start to cry.
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